Sally Nichols woke up to the shattering sound of the alarm clock.
Groggily, she forced her eyes open to face a new day.
Silence, when she stopped the ringing, was heavenly. Stretching her arms above her head, she could feel life spreading through her body. Her bedroom was cool and Sally felt her red nipples hardening as they came in …
Read More →It was another drizzling Saturday. As usual I sat alone and horny, looking out the window at the gloom. It was almost noon, but I still hadn’t been able to summon the energy to dress.
Phil. Phil. I called his name to myself. Phil Manners. Mrs. Phil Manners.
That was me. Mrs. Phil Manners. Sherry Manners. God, when he’d popped …
Read More →“God, Cammy, please let me touch you! My balls are hurting so much I can’t believe it.”
Cammy moved her hips back from Ralph’s eager hands. She’d dated him half the summer, but he’d never came on like this before. Maybe the pressure of school starting up was getting to him. Maybe she was getting to him.
“No, Ralph, don’t …
Read More →“Hey, Mom… turn over. I want to fuck you again.”
“Oh, Danny! I was hoping you would. I just can’t get enough of your big cock!”
“Yeah, but first I want to suck your beautiful tits. God, how I love those creamy big jugs! Yuuumm!”
Angela Whitmire shivered, sprawled on her back in her son’s narrow bed. Danny bent over …
Read More →“George! For heaven’s sake!” Wilma Maxwell gasped as her husband suddenly reached for her hand and pressed it hard against his stiff cock. She looked around the gigantic cabin of the plane and then she giggled in relief as she noticed that most of the other passengers on this Trans-Atlantic flight were asleep.
“Now, honey… behave yourself!” Wilma managed to …
Read More →Most of us lead two lives — real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury, surrounded by jewels and furs. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race, painting or fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of someday having wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies — wild dreams that we …
Read More →Joan Frazer hurried down the worn linoleum hallway of old Montock High School, books and her class record under one arm, a small can of film gripped tightly in her other hand. Her long, satiny brunette hair cascaded over her shoulders as she walked quickly, her form-hugging dress stretching tautly over her body and accentuating the fluid lines of her …
Read More →Virginia heard the low moaning coming from the boys’ lavatory of the Westbourne Academy for Boys. She thought someone was hurt and she had better run in. But prudence made her hesitate.
Around the corner of the red brick building was a bench under a non-gazed window. Virginia mounted the long wooden bench on her tiptoes and peered in. There …
Read More →The three teenage boys busily chatting in the hall fell silent as a beautiful woman strode by. She was tall, long-legged, with a fantastic figure, and her gleaming chestnut hair fell to her shoulders. She flashed the boys a smile, and they stared after her till she walked out the front door of the school. Then they all sighed.
“Wow, …
Read More →Jenny Armstrong walked down the hall, her books held against the heavy mounds of her breasts. Other students jostled her, but the girl ignored them. She opened the door of the teacher’s lunch room and looked in.
“Is Mr. Evans here?” Jenny asked.
One of the other teachers shook her head. “I think he went out for lunch, Jenny,” she …
Read More →Reverend James Walker had been the minister in the rural community of Woods Fork for the past six years, and both he and his wife, Abby, were highly thought of by the congregation. Standing on the church steps talking to some of his church members, one Sunday after the services were over, he was finding it very difficult to concentrate …
Read More →The dog started it, really.
Tracy Turner was sunbathing beside the swimming pool at the back of the house. The girl was young, but already very nubile and sexy, with the sort of body that had caused nearly all of the boys at school to frantically jack off while pretending that their fists were Tracy’s hot cunt or sensual mouth. …
Read More →In the quaint town of New Orleans, Louisiana, where the air was always thick with humidity and the scent of jambalaya, lived a sprightly 65-year-old woman named Eleanor. She was a mix of French and African descent, with a mahogany complexion, silver hair that cascaded down to her waist, and piercing green eyes that held the wisdom of her years. …
Read More →It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, “The mass of men lead lies of quiet desperation.” This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today’s world.
The majority of today’s men and women live in boring circumstances, and when …
Read More →FOREWORD
The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all corners, male and female alike. The man, who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and …
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